Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"Yes! It's the ancient city of Ping'an!" Dabao said firmly.

Long Fei asked solemnly: "Why?"

"intuition!"

Long Fei and Dang Jianjun shouted in unison: "Get out!"

Dabao curled his lips: "You two have jealousy written all over your faces. I don't even want to bother with you, two old men!"

"Fuck!" Long Fei was furious. How come I'm an old man when I'm not even thirty years old?

When Dabao saw that he was about to attack, he quickly changed the subject: "Director Long, I found someone with a problem."

"Who is that?" Long Fei's attention was drawn to him.

"Constable Lu Chaosheng."

"Lu...Chao...sheng?" Long Fei now knew the information of all the drivers and crew members on the train. After a little thought, he matched the number.

"Lu Chaosheng, a native of Tang County, Hebei Province, was born in 28. He joined the revolution in 45. After liberation, he was assigned to work at the police station. In 54, he was transferred to the railway station police station. He has a clear resume, a strong base among the masses, is willing to help others, and maintains good relationships with neighbors and colleagues. He is now married and has a son and a daughter."

After Long Fei finished reading it, he was puzzled: "Everything is normal, what happened, Dabao?"

Dabao rubbed his chin. "It was really a hunch. The first time I saw him, I felt there was something odd about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it. And one thing I'm certain of is that there must be an enemy spy among these drivers and passengers."

"Why do you say that?"

"These two enemy agents brought radios with them on board. They needed a quiet place to send messages. After much thought, I found only two places that would be most suitable for sending messages, but they would require assistance from someone inside to arrange for them."

"Are you talking about the luggage car and the soft sleeper? Only these two places can be called the quietest places on the train. But now the luggage car is already occupied by our soldiers, so the only place left is the soft sleeper."

"Director Long is right. I suspect that the bald guy is just a cover. Their real mission is to hand the radio over to someone in the car, and these two people..."

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door of the box. Dabao opened the door and one of Dang Jianjun's men came in.

"Team leader, Zhang Chunfeng is dead."

Dang Jianjunteng stood up and asked, "How did he die?"

"He said he needed to go to the toilet, so Xiao Li agreed and sent two soldiers to follow him. He ended up breaking the window and cutting his neck open."

Dabao and Longfei were stunned. This Zhang Chunfeng was the bald, greasy man. They never expected that he would have such courage to commit suicide.

How could someone who sweats even at simple questioning commit suicide after confessing?

There is no doubt that there is only one answer: he is protecting someone, someone who contacted him in the car. This confirms Dabao's guess.

"That's enough." Dabao waved his hand: "Just die. You can't ask anything if you're still alive."

At the same time, in a crew lounge on the train, a man was bending over and sending a radio message, the content of which was: There is a powerful person on the train, and all six members of the Rose Group have been dug out. It is reported that the target person is in the soft sleeper car. In addition to the security personnel, there is another platoon of soldiers protecting him. Please give instructions, Wudang Mountain.

Less than two minutes later, the telegram came. The man listened and translated it: Ping'an Station, pick up the Lilac Team on the bus, cooperate at all costs, Mount Emei.

The man tore up the paper with the message and swallowed it. He opened the car window and threw a radio out to eliminate all traces. Then he lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

After a long while, the flight attendant Zeng Hongying pushed open the door of the cabin. She looked around, squeezed in, and said to him gently: "Chaosheng, your lungs are not in good condition. You should smoke less, otherwise you will cough again."

Lu Chaosheng coughed violently a few times as if to cooperate. He held Zeng Hongying's hand and sighed softly: "You are still the best to me. If my parents hadn't opposed it back then, why would I have married that vulgar woman..."

Zeng Hongying smiled, but it was just a wry smile: "What's the point of saying all this? You're married, and I'm married too. We can only stay like this."

Lu Chaosheng remained silent. Zeng Hongying put out the cigarette in his hand and gently held his head in her arms. The two of them just stayed there quietly.

After a while, Lu Chaosheng raised his head and said, "By the way, Hongying, my cousin and some fellow villagers want to go to Luliang to buy some grain, but they don't have tickets. What should they do?"

Zeng Hongying thought for a moment and said, "The police arrested so many people this afternoon that the train conductor got nervous and kept emphasizing that we were not allowed to bring in any smuggled goods... But it doesn't matter. How many people are there with your cousin?"

"Five or six."

"You take them to my carriage and I'll make all the arrangements. Don't worry."

"Okay, Hongying, I'll go first, or else someone will start gossiping."

Zeng Hongying nodded, and Lu Chaosheng kissed her before coming out of the narrow cabin...

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The train continued to run, but the old professor and his wife had already quietly got off the train. No one noticed this. It was arranged by Long Fei himself.

After listening to what Long Fei said, Dabao was silent for a while, then knocked on the door of Wu Fan and his son's box.

It was Wu Fan who opened the door again. His eyes were red and swollen. He called out "Brother Bao" dejectedly.

Dabao entered the box and closed the door.

Wu Qiming was oblivious to all this. He bent over his desk, calculating and occasionally flipping through a book.

Dabao sat opposite him and stared at Wu Qiming's focused face.

After a while, Dabao finally reached out and pressed his hand on the paper. Wu Qiming looked up in surprise. Seeing that it was Dabao, he couldn't help but adjust his glasses and smiled.

"Xiao Qin is here. You see, I'm like this. I can't concentrate when I'm working. Wu Fan's mother has scolded me several times."

Dabao stared into his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Wu, why don't you leave?"

Wu Qiming was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of his clothes, and said calmly: "If I get off the car too, the teacher and his wife will be in danger."

He spoke so calmly, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"The 741 nuclear program can do without me, but not without my teacher. My superiors have told me that the enemy spies know me. If I am not in the car, the enemy spies' attention will turn to my teacher, and my teacher and his wife will be in danger..."

So I couldn't get off the bus. As long as the teacher was safe, it didn't matter to me. Even if it meant death, I would be happy with it."

Wu Fan couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself into his father's arms, crying silently.

Dabao's heart was tugged hard, the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe. This was the spirit of the older generation. They knew that they were the bait and would be eaten by the fish at any time, but Wu Qiming looked like he didn't care about life or death.

Such talents are the real backbone of the country. It is because of their silent dedication and hard work that the country has prospered.

Dabao saw Wu Qiming hugging his son and arranging the funeral in a low voice. Wu Fan stopped crying and looked up at his father with admiration.

Dabao's eyes were moist and he slowly stood up. Wu Qiming looked up at him with a smile on his lips. This smile seemed to have magical power, igniting Dabao's fighting spirit.

He straightened his uniform, adjusted his hat, and saluted Wu Qiming properly.

Dabao turned and left the box. Wu Fan chased after him. Dabao glanced at Xie Jiayin at the other end of the corridor, then turned back to Wu Fan and said, "Don't worry, I will protect the experts well. Those clowns can come, if they come one by one, I will kill one by one, if they come two by two, I will kill a pair!"